Motherhood is…Forgiveness.


I have to forgive everyday. I have to forgive my threenager for arguing with me over everything because truth is, he is super smart, and he is exercising his rights.

I have to forgive Joshua for head-butting baby because he hasn’t yet learned how to be careful or control his body all the way.

I have to forgive the baby for not letting me put him down tp cook dinner because he just missed his mama.

Many times I have to forgive my kids for no reason other than because kids are humans and no one is perfect.

But mostly I have to forgive myself. I have to forgive myself for losing my patience. For skipping the bedtime stories because I’m just too exhausted. For allowing the dessert without the dinner because I’m tired of fighting. For not being perfect. Truth is, I’m the perfect mom for my boys and for that, they forgive me in return. 🙂


Motherhood is…Simple.


When it comes right down to it motherhood is really quite simple. It’s only about one thing.

It isn’t about what you’re feeding them, how you’re dressing them, where you’re taking them, how creative you get with your activities and play. It isn’t about what you buy them, which discipline philosophy you’ve agreed to, what you read to them, what routine you create for them. It isn’t about the pediatrician or the immunizations. It isn’t about the Pinterest birthday parties you put together.

Motherhood is about love. No one will ever love you like your mother loves you. And as we moms know, we’ll never love anything or anyone as much as we love our children. It’s a love that is pure and unconditional.

Children want our time and our affection. They want a sense of security that comes from mama loving them unconditionally. Without that, all the other stuff doesn’t matter. The most important thing we can do for our kids is love them. It’s as simple as that.



Motherhood Is…Suffocating. image Let’s be real for a minute…motherhood isn’t always as wonderful as we portray it to be on social media. In pictures it looks like everyday is full of smiles, cuddles, joy and funny moments. And while motherhood is indeed an abundance of all of these things, it is also what I describe as suffocating. When you feel like you just can’t catch your breath. When all you want to do is take your time in the shower letting the warm water relax your tired muscles and just enjoy a few minutes of solitude when in reality you’re washing the shampoo out of your hair as fast as possible (forget shaving!) because the baby is crying and the big brother is getting into only God knows what. It’s wanting to eat a hot meal with both hands at your leisurely enjoyment instead of trying to eat cold food one-handed while bouncing an unsatisfied baby on your knee. Why is it that dinner time brings out the worst in small children? It’s spending all day attending to a sick child, finally getting them into bed for the night, waking every half hour because they can’t sleep and finally bringing them into bed with you… by morning you realize you’ve gone 24 hours without a single second to yourself.

You can’t catch your breath. You feel suffocated.